Posts Tagged ‘time’

found in the garden

In gardening, life, relationships, time, Uncategorized on September 18, 2010 at 3:52 pm

The gardener has lost his hand shovel with the cracked green handle.

“I put it right here.” He blames his memory, his eyes, his luck, the bushes. “Right here.”

“It will show up,” his wife says.

“Wrong! Things don’t just show up, you have to go after it, nothing comes to you.”

“Then it’s in the place it should be right now. Sit with me.”

“Stubborn,” he grunts, spreading open a resistant rosemary bush.

“Go out and get another then.”

“It fits me, we have a history.”

She makes room. “Same with us.”

He stops and sits.  “Oh, if I ever lose you…”

“I will find you.”

“Can you find my shovel?”


the gardener pushes his fear into the mud

In Uncategorized on September 7, 2010 at 2:05 pm

The gardener pushes his fear into the mud

water washes up

worry slips through his fingers, sucking onto his sleeves

what he witnessed, what he did, will be buried under rocks

and flowers will trample them down with armies of color

come spring